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Monday, May 14, 2007

Singapore F1 GP (Yippie?)



The recent announcement for Singapore F1 Grand Prix to be held at night in the city-state in 2008 is getting great cheer from the people in the country, but not from me (more of that later). Hailing it as the other catalyst that will boost their already obscene property and investment boom and well, promote the country with a reputation of being staid and clinical into a multi-faceted "vibrant global city", as Singapore's trade and industry minister S. Iswaran calls it.

I don't doubt the great economic effects of a Formula 1 GP, reputed to bring in the upwards of SDG100 million per year in incremental receipts. It certainly puts a country on the map of millions of people who watch F1 racing. It is believed that other than the Olympics and World Cup, F1 is the most watched sport in the world (Eat your heart out EPL). In a world where corporate figures mix business and pleasure, the F1 GP will provide a great platform to give Singapore a higher top-of-mind recall and sound groundworks for better branding both in business and hospitality sectors.


BUT WHAT'S IT LIKE FOR A TRUE F1 FAN?

Well, it'll very likely be a novelty to F1 fans, but the idea of a night F1 race is just too hard to follow on the long term. It may make sense that the global TV ratings will be higher, since the Europeans don't have to catch it the race in some ungodly hour of the day. But what will a night race be like for F1 fan who is standing there with a ticket to see the race? Imagine this, how many floodlights is needed to light up a football field? Digressing a bit, now I want to establish the fact that the soccer ball (which is about the size of an F1 helmet) travels at about 1/4 the speed of an F1 car at best.

Alright, now multiply that thought of a football field and imagine how much light a 4.8 kilometer street circuit needs. With cars speeding down the roads at about 200-300km/h with high rise buildings in between and corners that's taken at speeds that could have you killed in a road car. Now think of how blinding it could be to a spectator, think of the visibility you have in your car when it rains like when it does in Singapore...

We're not talking about racing your average Mazda 3, BMW 6-series or even the wildest of Lamborghini Murcielago. The grip, as a result of a higher center of gravity, weight and mechanical limitations, is just not enough on the best of road cars to take the corners the way F1 race cars do. FYI, no road car can take on the challenge of an F1 car capable of going 0-100km/h in 2.3 seconds. Or brake from 300km/h to standstill in 3.5 seconds... Everything is on the limit here, so can F1 afford to compromise everything it has going for it - speed, technology, safety and talent for a mere nocturnal spectacle? And on top of that, may I repeat, there is simply no way, you can enjoy a night race as much as a day race, that's A FACT.



On an F1 track... even at the most expensive grand stand section, you'll find it difficult to identify one of driver from the same team. The item that allows you to tell a Kimi Raikkonen from Felipe Massa is the helmet. And trust me, you are seeing so little of the helmet at 300km/h on broad daylight, there's no way the night race will be anything but a "i don't know what's going on. let's just cheer for everyone" fest. Who just overtook who? Who just did what? Who just won the race?!

Fernando Alonso said a few months ago that, based on his experience at the McLaren car launch in Valencia - when he and Lewis drove their F1 cars through the streets at night - that he believe it is impossible for floodlighting to be powerful enough to make racing safe. In Valencia he said he could hardly see anything from the cockpit. Is nobody listening?



Take it from a F1 fan. And I can say I have attended 5 F1 GPs in various sections... from scorching hill stands, luxurious hospitality suites costing RM2,500 (SGD$1130), plus many F1 GP experiences in various grand stands... "at this point, I don't see a true enjoyment or a benefit to attend a night F1 race other than for novelty." And in a country where, people will queue up when they see a queue for no apparent reason (you know you've seen the experiment).. it might prove to be a success! There's little in it, except for the sound of F1 engine... roaring in the revs reaching 19,000+ rpm... tingling down your spine... raising your goosepimples... and deafening your ears. As the fuel burns in the engine, and the throttle floored on an F1 car, you can feel the extreme physics that's happening on the road... through your skin. It's electric!



Today's papers proudly announce said that the Singapore GP will be one of the cheapest in the world... starting at SGD$40. But with a view like that, it's daylight (umm... nighttime) robbery. Don't even get me started on safety... Obviously, after years of uncompromising philosophy of putting driver's safety first... the FIA has reshuffled its priorities. What we need is another Ayrton Senna style death?

If there's going to be a perfect Singapore GP, I say give me smooth roads (fix and make up your mind on that Raffles City roadworks, assure me my favorite driver isn't going to die or have me killed when he hits the barries and chunks of carbon fibre flies like sharp glass all over the grand stand and well... make it a day race.


But as it stands, I think this night race is a race for Singapore's economy rather than an actual F1 GP.

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Wednesday, April 25, 2007

My Birthday!


Ok, seriously people. What's up with soft toys as birthday presents? What am i to do with it? I am too old to sleep with one. Besides, I have like 100 of them in boxes back home. I can't display them at home, it's just too kiddy and you have to admit, they are cute, but not THAT cute. Very often immediately after I get them, they end up in the closet. If anything, they are lazy, thoughtless and gifts I wish I could recycle.

Not that I am picky and demanding, when it comes to birthday presents. But some thought into the purchase would be nice. I wouldn't even mind a pair of nice socks... a bottle of shampoo that I really like... how about a bottle of cheap wine, so I can get plastered and forget it was bad in the first place? God, anything but another soft toy! PLEASE!


Oh, but on a nicer note, I did get a bottle of Chanel's Egoiste Platinum from a close friend. Wonderful. I've used it before and have always loved the masculine scent. Designed by Chanel in 1993, Egoiste Platinum (for men) is a sharp, spicy, lavender, amber fragrance with great lasting qualities. To me, it smells like a modern homage to the old Hollywood glam and masculinity. A little Fred Astaire. A little debonaire. Not metrosexual, like most modern scents marketed for men...

This one's special. It's a classic.

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Wednesday, April 18, 2007

TV Shows That Should Get The Boot


A poll on MSNBC.com shows what viewers would like to see cancelled from their TV Guide. Of course we all can guess what's on top of the list - LOST. There's no reason to doubt that the show's lost it after the first season. How big is the island anyway? I know of a lot of people who would like to see the show get the axe, or the bomb, or the radioactive waste... or the plague.. or....

Coming in close are two good shows, or formerly good shows, The Simpsons and ER. Age has caught up with these shows and their original target audience have moved on and grown up (but the shows haven't). I personally find The Family Guy, American Dad and the totally hilarious Drawn Together, speaks better to this generation and project more societal and cultural relevance than The Simpsons. Plus, we all know that 'ER' is no longer a match for McDreamy and McSteamy.

But surprisingly, coming in fourth on the most unwanted TV show list is... Desperate Housewives! It seems viewers have had enough of its forlorn and crazy plots that seem to go nowhere. Does everyone fuck everyone on this street? I'm sorry, Edie and Carlos? Many (including me) desperately wants the show to end its own misery like Mary Alice did... clean, fast and painless.



Note: Poll correct as of 1:24pm, April 18 2007. Oh, by the way, tomorrow is my birthday!

For more information on the poll check out MSNBC.com. They even have their own round-up of Top 5 TV shows that should be canceled.

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Monday, April 16, 2007

Me Working My Humps Off



You can read my tech reviews and other write-ups for FACES magazine here.

I've been contributing to FACES magazine for nearly 5 years now. From the time I was fresh out of university, just wanting to try something new... to this day, doing it full-time. Back then, the thought of contributing to magazines and newspapers never really crossed my mind. I was just too busy deciding whether I loved or hated being in the advertising industry.

So by 2003, I was already contributing to FACES magazine, thanks to the encouragement of my friend, who is also the editor of the mag. She said "just write me a sample tech story, a free topic tech write up of 1,000 words and we'll decide from there". So I did a tech article on MP3 players, which was big news back in 2003 (and in many ways still is today).

Based on my keen passion and knowledge of techie stuff, it seemed like a good idea, but I was unsure of my writing ability. Sure, I have written lots of essays in college and university, but will it be interesting and good enough that everyday people who pick up the magazine would want to stop at my page and read them? The editor-in-chief read it and loved it, so my first article was published. From there, I took up my permanent work as a Client Servicing Executive in an advertising agency and worked both jobs. It was hard work, my advertising work demanded long hours and finding time to write was near impossible.

Thanks to an incident in Sept 2003, when I lost my Apple iBook which I had bought using my credit card, I had no choice but to persevere with both jobs in order to make enough money to pay off a laptop computer that I don't own anymore. I left my laptop in the car for 30 minutes to grab a quick late dinner before heading home from work on a weekday. I was dog tired at 11pm and someone broke into my car and stole my precious iBook. I was just seated about 40 meters away and my car was ironically parked in front of a church! However, my vision of my car was blocked by a white van, so I couldn't see what happened from where I was eating.

So there, the tragic story of my first Apple iBook ownership. I had the laptop for barely 3 months. It was a difficult time, for the next few days, I was extremely paranoid and began questioning the virtues of mankind. You're constantly looking over your shoulders and checking if the car is locked and safe. You can't sleep at night wondering if your house is broken into... you're not working well because the spot that your laptop used to occupy is now a vacant real estate on your table... It was just a shitty time.

But thanks to FACES magazine, I was able to pay off that instalment rather quickly. And a few years on, I have a Apple Macbook (black). I have also learnt my lesson - I will never again leave my laptop computer in the car. I've been writing a lot for the magazine since 2003, and believe I've grown a lot together with the mag... so.... have a read.

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Thursday, November 09, 2006

iTunes



What's playing on my iPod?

Music I want to listen to next:

1. Fuck Me, I'm Famous - double CD mixes by David Guetta (damn, sexy house music makes you wanna...)
2. I Belong To Me - Jessica Simpson
3. The Saints Are Coming - U2 and Green Day (you read right).
4. Easy - Sugababes
5. Rocksteady - All Saints (oh my god, they're still alive?)
6. Irreplaceable - Beyonce
7. Wind It Up - Gwen Stefani

If I could drop a a PIMPED OUT Bentley on a musician it'll most likely be:
1. My Chemical Romance
2. The Killers
3. Akon
4. Panic! At The Disco
5. Tenacious D

Music Video I want to watch again... and again:
1. Gone Daddy Gone - Gnarls Barkley

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Friday, November 03, 2006

A New Beginning

After more than 2 years of blogging, sabbaticals included, I've become
rather apprehensive about how my blog looked. It lacked drama... ok,
it was crap, it was full of bugs some which i still couldn't solve to
this day, it took too long to load and most important of all, I just
felt like my freakin blog deserved a fucking satisfying revamp! You
know, BRINGING SEXY-BACK! It looks much better now.

It's got some of my edge and whimsical element. I don't want it to
look like i spilled Bandung all over my page, like the last iteration.
I want this to look like I killed Barbie and her blood is all over my
pages. Yeah! It's still pink. I love it.

So here it is. KennyT's new and improved HearMeBitch! Enjoy.

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Wednesday, May 10, 2006

close encounter with a WHORE for WHITE TRASH

Close encounter with a WHORE for WHITE TRASH


So last saturday, I was out with a a few friends. And together with the group, came along another lady who is an acquaintance. But she (let's call her Miss D) has been close friends with a few members of the group. We met up in town and headed to a club

The club was in a poshy location. We entered the club, the expectation was high for the night. But when I arrived, my first impression was "filipino girls, girls who look like filipino girls, caucasian, caucasian, caucasian and some really lost local souls". But it was alright, I intend to make the best of the night. After all it was already 11+. We settled into a corner. Then there was a lot of dancing. Miss D started catching up with me and she was shaking her booty all over and we danced really closely. The music ranged from Mousse T's cliche hit Horny to some Bangra Remix, from Jon Bonjovi to Gwen Stefani's Hollaback Girl Radio Edit. Yea, you heard me, the Radio Edit on the dancefloor. That's almost as wrong as David Hasselhoff's music career!

So the dancing pursued. Miss D announces to everyone, even the acquaintances, that it's her birthday and coyly said drinks are on the 'guys'. So many lychee martinis later, the music still sucked and the crowd was just rowdy. We were dressed to the nines because of its location only to find there were some white guys who got in wearing just a t-shirt, shorts and slippers

Miss D apologizes for the venue. "I don't know what's wrong tonight. Usually, when I come here, this place is just full of white trash" she says with a grin. So this must be her preferred hangout! You see, Miss D loves ang mohs (caucasian men). So this ang moh clubbing scene at a popular hotel, was just right for her. Ok, that's fine. It's your birthday, I'll pretend that the club which is terrible by any self-respecting clubber's standard is really alright with me. You know, trying to look on the bright side of things... with the help of more alcohol. Hopefully it can drown the bad music and crowd.

By the end of the night, I was buzzing. You see, I skipped dinner. My last meal was about 12 hours ago. Two bottles of beer, sangria and some lychee martini later, I was rather tipsy, but not drunk. We finished the night off pretty early, almost about 2am and left the god-awful club. We were all joking around and the mood for the night was pretty much quite high on the fun-scale.

While exiting the lift, everyone said their loud goodbyes. I gave a pat on Miss D's butt and said my goodbye to her. She turned to me and said " Hey, I don't like that. You'd better apologize to me". And I stood in front of the lift door as it was closing and said "I'm sorry". She just looked at me and said "Good that you apologized. Anyway, you're forgiven". She smiled and she was eclipsed from the my view as the door shut and it concluded the night.

FOUR DAYS later, which is today, I get a phone call from a friend, asking me to call Miss D back urgently. She's been contacting my friends, trying to get hold of me. I got her number, called her back - expecting an emergency or maybe she needed help with something.

So here goes the conversation

Kenny T: Hi
Miss D: Who's this?
Kenny T: Kenny la
Miss D: Oh, you're still in Singapore?
Kenny T: Yea. What's up?
Miss D: I want to talk to you about something.
Kenny T: What is it?
Miss D: I am not very happy about what happened the other night. I mean I am very angry with your actions and I think I deserve an apology. I think your apology that night was very insincere and I don't like the way you said it.
Kenny T: Oh, I am very sorry about that. I did apologize to you that night. I didn't mean my action that night to be offensive or a means of harrassment. I had a bit to drink and I did something that I shouldn't have. I am sorry that it made you feel that way.
Miss D: What you did was very wrong. You know, I don't really care if you're Mr G's friend or whoever's friend. You have no right to do that to me...
Kenny T: Look, I never meant to hurt you physically or mentally. I really was a bit tipsy that night and I did something I shouldn't have. I am sorry!
Miss D: Whatever it is, you shouldn't have done that. And I want you to hear my explanation and tell you what I feel about what happened.
Kenny T: NO. Don't you say whatever-it-is. I don't like that, it just means you want to dismiss my apology and my explanation. I sympathise with your feelings and what you're going through.
Miss D: I don't need your sympathy...
Kenny T: No, what I meant was that I fully understand where you're coming from and I am really sorry.
Miss D: What you did was very wrong. Don't think that you're Mr G and Mr F's friend and that's ok. It's not
Kenny T: I know. But I have already apologized. What else do you want me to do? Do you want me to give you money? What is it that you want
Miss D: No I don't want your money. You can give all the explanation you want but the bottomline is that you should understand that what you did was wrong and I am very hurt by what you did. It is very wrong... You have no right to do that to me, you know?
Kenny T: (I am getting very agitated, I was going to ask her if she understands English...) Look! I won't apologize if I don't think I am wrong. I am telling you I am sorry and that I did something wrong that I shouldn't have. I apologize. I DO know what you are telling me. And I don't want it to be awkward the next time we meet. I just hope everything is normal after my apology.
Miss D: Ok, fine. That's all I needed to hear from you.
Kenny T: Ok, good.

She hangs up the phone and that was the end of the conversation. It's strange for her to call me FOUR DAYS later and say that she's VERY angry at me for what I did. Knowing that I may not be in Singapore still and that if she needed to talk to me desperately about how she felt, she would have called me the next day. Anyway, I won't rationalize that. She can do whatever shen pleases. I just find that sometimes saying Sorry just doesn't cut it anymore these days, these girls want you to saw your hands off or kneel down and beg or send them a diamond ring to show your sincerity and truthfulness.

Not only did I apologize profusely for hurting her feelings. She just wants to harp on the subject. What is wrong with this woman? Yes. I apologized. So what else do you want? I have a feeling she wants some compensation. To be completely honest, and this has got nothing to do with this fiasco. Miss D isn't exactly known for her beauty, I know I know, it isn't any excuse to touch somebody's bum, no matter how ugly they are. But just who exactly does she think she is? I am just glad this is over. It certainly SPOILT my night. Some say Miss D has got big breasts. I think they are irrelevant, to this story. But the more i think of it, the more I am convinced, it may have some effect on their bloating ego and over-evaluation of their supposed self-worth. Plus the fact that she's such a sarong-party-girl (the term for women who enjoy white males as their love accessory) is just another factor that she thinks she's such a big deal. Oh yea, get a f*cking life Miss D. Hope you don't choke on sperm.

Fuck girls who think they are pretty just because of their rather plump bosom and think they own the world simply because they date white guys. Watch out for more sexually transmitted disease, Miss D. You already have cold sores (herpes?) on your lips that night at the club. She even asked me for lip balm. I wouldn't give it to you even if i had one. And geez, thank god I didn't share a cigarette or drinks with her. "Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere" is right. But they forgot, to add - bad girls also catch everything.

She'd better not bring this up again in front of me. I've sincerely apologized. If she wants to harrass me and talk shit in front of me with this topic again the next time i meet her or give me that BITCH/snide remarks purposefully due to this event, I will not hesitate to give her a big piece of my mind or a cold drink on her face.

Those who know me, know that I can be nice. But if you provoke me and force me to the edge, I can't guarantee you some things will not fly.

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Monday, January 09, 2006

Hong Kong Disneyland


Hong Kong Disneyland
Originally uploaded by kennyt.

Hong Kong Disneyland



What's a trip to Hong Kong without a visit to Disneyland. This picture was

taken on the DisneyLine - the special train service that takes you to

Disneyland. The trip is barely 20 minutes but you still have to travel for

about half an hour on the Tung Chung Line MTR, and change to the Disneyline

So add it all up, it should take about 45 minutes to get to the magical

Disneyland. The train has got cutesy Disneyland livery and interesting

details like glass display cases with Donald Duck, Chip n Dale, Little

Mermaid, Mickey Mouse, Buzz Lightyear and etc. Check out the hand rails in

the picture

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